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"Tear myself up, start again with a brand-new name and eyes that see into infinity..." ~ 30 Seconds to Mars<333

So we last left off with the NORMA JEAN concert synopsis. I've come to the conclusion that although it was violent, I loved it and am going to yet another hXc concert as soon as I can :) I love the style of music and the fact that the shows are full of energy; it's amazing. Speaking of amazing, I started this thing on MySpace where I decided that I MUST get 1000 friends by the end of the month. In the fury of all the friend requests, I met Dallas, a 17-year-old guy from Oklahoma. Well, we started talking and by Monday we were dating. We still are, but it's starting to get to me because we've never met and I really like involvement...physical involvement...like what I had with Kyle. Oh, Kyle...yeah, he and I dated...for two days. He dumped me, saying that he didn't really love me and it was impossible for him to. I think it's a load of bull but I don't say anything to him. I still love him with every fiber of my being and want him back! We still talk and hope

I will see you in a Broadway year, a New York second, a Wall Street minute, A Hollywood moment... ~ The Chariot*

As you can see, the show was AMAZING!! We (Rocky, Katy, Jocie, and I) met the former lead singer of NORMA JEAN who now leads the band The Chariot. His name is Josh and he signed my shirt XDDXDDXDD But that show was nuts. The bands were amazing, especially NORMA JEAN and The Chariot, but the people at the show were insane. I know Northern Lights is a nightclub and that alcohol/drugs were sold there, but COME ON!!!! People don't need to get thrown or kicked or stepped on like we did last night. Yeah, some guy was chucked in my direction and our head got knocked together, so for a while I was like really dizzy and out of it. Then, during NORMA JEAN, this freak in a puppy dog sweater (no lie) tried to climb on my shoulders to get on stage. I pushed him off me and when I did, he kicked me in the stomach. That was nothing. Rocky was right in the front line of the mosh pit defending us and he pushed some idiot away, only to get kicked in the head about 8 times for doing so. The

"We're nothing short of invincible" ~ underØATH♥♥♥

I kinda like this blog. No one leaves me any nasty comments here or anything, so I feel safe. Anyways...the past couple days have been a test for me. Monday it finally occured to me that Kyle is graduating and leaving. After June 23, he and I won't be talking most likely, and it makes me sad. I love him, even if it's just as a really good friend, it's love. Then Tuesday he and I talked and it got emotional, especially when we started talking about dreams. Long story short, I cried, he apologized profusively, and then he had to leave. Later that day, Rocky and I saw each other at rehearsal, where I told him the only phrase I know in German aside from "gutentag": "Enben kernad ich liebe dich", which roughly translated is "I'm sorry I love you". He took this as a "OMGosh, Kristin fell for me again" and called me after rehearsal to ask me not to love him. I mean, dudeee...it's a phrase. But I don't care. We're st